I`m always frightened I wear my helmet every day I`m scared the sky might tumble down from heaven
I blame my neighbors I wish that they`d all move away They`re all on welfare, kill babies, pass bad laws, start all the wars I wait for a miracle I go to big building, I pray I dance with demons, they whisper my fate Scare me into thinking I`m saved
We`re all so tired We wear our raincoats every day To keep the wet and wind and world out Waiting for Sunday
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